I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

A strong martial artist can really eat it.

Half of the bucket of gruel went into the man's stomach.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "Hero, haven't you asked for your name yet?"

The man ignored Zhouyi, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, his internal organs hummed, and his muscles and bones kept trembling.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spat out, the man's face was as white as snow, and his breath suddenly became weak and sluggish.

Zhou Yi watched from the sidelines, guessing that the effect of the man's kung fu healing was not satisfactory.

"It's so poisonous!"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood: "My name is Wei Chang."

"What does Hero Wei like to eat, I'll bring some tomorrow?" Zhou Yi also brought food to prisoners before, and the price was a hundred times higher, but the money he earned was used to buy nourishing soup.

Wei Chang said coldly: "Wei's whole family is exiled, but there is no money to bribe you."

"We just admire what Wei Daxia has done!"

Zhou Yi said solemnly: "With my nature, I can't be self-sacrificing to others, but I might as well admire heroes. I can only send some meals, so I will practice it as a hero!"

Wei Chang closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Zhou Yi left with his rice bucket in his hand, just as he stepped out of the cell door, a voice came from inside.

"Is there any wine?"

"have!"

...

the next day.

Zhou Yi went to the front office first, and then went to the kitchen to carry the rice bucket.

There are two large and small kitchens in the sky prison. The big one is used to cook porridge, brown rice and rotten vegetables and leaves, as long as it doesn’t kill people.

The layout of the small kitchen is exquisite, with all kinds of ingredients such as chicken, duck and fish, all served by Chef Liu of Dingxianglou.

"Brother Yi, someone entered prison No. 9 last night. He has a bit of a temper. Please wait carefully." Chef Liu handed Zhou Yi the food box he had prepared separately.

Zhou Yi asked curiously, "Brother Liu, where did you come from?"

Special prisoners are often locked in the sky prison, or they are not yet convicted, or they are surrounded by family colleagues, and the small kitchen is prepared for them.

Chef Liu said in a low voice: "I heard that he was the only son of Longxiang. Last night he got drunk in Chunfeng Building and had conflicts with merchants, and even beat him to death on the spot!"

Zhou Yi asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't this kind of case be sent to the Beijing Yamen Prison?"

"It's not over yet!"

Chef Liu looked outside, and seeing no one continued to say: "This master beat someone to death, and he didn't feel happy, he rushed into his house with a group of servants, and beat his whole family..."

As he spoke, he gestured to wipe his neck.

Zhou Yi couldn't help being horrified, this Mr. Long was too arrogant, and the emperor dared to make a case of burglary.

Sensational!

Zhou Yi carried a food box into the prison, greeted Zhang Zhou and others, and went all the way to the deepest prison No. 9.

Tianlao A, B, and C are three types of prisons. The A-type prison is for thieves and criminals, the B-type prison is for political prisoners or literati, and the C-type prison is for nobles and special prisoners.

Prison No. 9 was the cleanest and most comfortable. The original two cells were divided into one room and one living room.

Zhou Yi called the prison door, but before he entered, there was a shout.

"who?"

The one who spoke was pretending to be a man, tall and strong, staring at Zhou Yi's movements with cold eyes.

"Brother, I'm going to deliver food to Mr. Long." Zhou Yi respectfully handed over the food box.

There are four strong men outside the No. 9 Prison, two guarding the door of the cell, and two guarding the door of the inner room, obviously responsible for protecting Mr. Long's safety.

Hearing this, the man put down his guard, took out the silver needle from his pocket, and tried the food in the food box one by one.

"get out!"

Zhou Yi bowed back and was about to close the prison door.

A young son came out of the inner room, his clothes were disheveled, and he hugged a beautiful girl.

"Fourth, when did my father say he can go out?"

The poison tester said: "My lord, it's a bit tricky this time. The man surnamed Chen is actually a side branch of Duke Qi's mansion, so stay a little longer."

"What Duke of Qi's mansion, this Fengyang country is my father..."

The cell door was closed tightly, and the voice behind could not be heard clearly.

Zhou Yi carried a bucket to deliver meals to the prisoners one by one, and finally went to Prison No. 12, observed that there was no one around, and wiped out the porcelain bottle from his arms.

"Hero Wei, this is Lihuabai, a twenty-year-old liquor that is famous in Shenjing!"

Open the cork, and the rich fragrance of pear blossoms wafts out.

Wei Chang was still hanging upside down, with shackles and chains on his arms and legs, and an iron ring around his neck.

"Try it, heroes."

Zhou Yi carefully poured the wine into Wei Chang's mouth.

Wei Chang's throat twitched, a ball of fire burned down the throat all the way to his stomach, it really was good wine.

"Eat more meat."

Zhou Yi took out the roast chicken from his arms again, tore off strips of meat and handed it to his mouth.

Wei Chang lost his teeth, so it was difficult to bite and chew. He swallowed the chicken in his mouth and swallowed it whole.

"drink wine!"

Then Zhou Yi took a sip of wine, a sip of meat, a pot of Lihuabai and a roast chicken, all of which went into Wei Chang's belly.

"happy!"

Wei Chang breathed a sigh of relief: "It is worthy of the fine wine in Shenjing, and the impoverished land of Yuzhou is far inferior to it."

Zhou Yi said: "This Lihuabai is just one of them. There are also Qionghua Niang, Zhaodianhong, Yuluchun and so on. Bring a bottle every day, so that the heroes can enjoy the best wines in Beijing!"

Wei Chang said coldly: "There are no benefits in this world that can't be justified. You guys like Wei's kung fu, right?"

Zhou Yi showed joy and did not hide it.

"Hero Wei, I really have selfish intentions to invite you to drink and eat meat."

After being on duty yesterday, Zhou Yi has already inquired that there are many martial arts gyms in Shenjing that teach ordinary body-building exercises.

The tuition fee ranges from ten taels to hundreds of taels, and you will need to buy nourishing soups and medicines later.

To learn more advanced exercises, you must learn from a master and become a martial arts disciple.

Apprenticeship in this day and age is not just for fame, one day is a teacher and life is a father, and if there is something to do, the disciple needs to do a lot of dirty work, not to mention the tiring work, and it is rare to fight for the master and fight the enemy.

The son of a daughter, don't sit in the hall!

Zhou Yi wanted to learn the art of protecting the Dao, but he would not give up the basics and take risks for the sake of skills.

As for the inner qigong method, Zhou Yi inquired about several martial arts gyms, and only the master of the gymnasium had the opportunity to practice it.

In this way, Wei Chang becomes extremely precious!

Wei Chang was only in his 30s and 40s, but he had reached the first-class level and was famous in Yuzhou. The exercises he taught at will were much better than those in the martial arts hall. One month later, Wei Chang asked to be executed without leaving any cause and effect. It was really an opportunity to have the best of both worlds.

"Wei is different from the imperial court, how can he teach you martial arts?"

After Wei Chang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, circulated his inner energy to impact the eight extraordinary meridians, trying to unlock the secret medicine of Jinyiwei.

Zhou Yi was not discouraged, he packed up the jug and rice bucket and exited the cell.

"Trust cannot be built in a day, take your time, there is plenty of time anyway."

"Even if Wei Chang is unwilling to teach the exercises in the end, there are other prisoners in the sky prison. But they are all evil thieves, acting perversely and fiercely, and they can't practice easily after passing on the exercises!"

Since then.

Zhouyi's daily routine is very regular, sleeping, ordering, delivering meals, drinking with Wei Chang, sleeping, ordering...

In just over half a month, Zhou Yi found that he was already familiar with life in Fengyang Kingdom.

I originally thought that life would be boring without mobile phones, games, movies and other entertainment, but when I went to this Goulan with my colleagues, I immediately opened up a new world.

The young ladies are knowledgeable, sensible and enthusiastic, making Zhou Yi linger on.

today.

Zhou Yi delivered food and came to Wei Chang's cell to drink.

"Hero, this Qiu Lunong is only ten years old, my little brother is short of money these days!"

Wei Chang glanced at it, and said contemptuously, "Is all the money thrown into brothels?"

Zhou Yi touched his face and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Wei Chang said: "Red face, red ears, a sign that you are full of energy and can't let go!"

Zhou Yi was surprised and said, "Heroes still know medical principles?"

"Medical and martial arts have never been separated! Fortunately, you still know how to restrain yourself, so you kept Yuanyang, otherwise practicing martial arts would be half the effort." Wei Chang was also a little surprised in his voice, never thought that Zhou Yi could hold back.

Zhou Yi naturally understood the truth of being young and noble, and asked curiously: "According to what the hero said, those martial arts masters didn't break the precepts when they were young?"

Wei Chang said leisurely: "In martial arts, there are many secret methods to lock essence and strengthen yang..."

Zhou Yi looked solemn and bowed to salute.

"Please heroes teach me!"